6/23/09

never too late

too late is the setting sun, too late is when allthe winning's been won, too late is when noneof anything is any fun, too late is when youhave absolutely no where left to run, too lateis never great, as you slowly asphyxiate, toolate is when all you can do is hyperventilate,and baby, this time, right now, this is none ofthose, this is not a curtain, not a close, this isnot something we chose, it chose us, and wecan sit here, and imagine fear, whisper in eachother's ears, and it can take the last that wehave to give, it can rob us of our will to live,or we can renew the pledge, we can climb offthis ledge, and we can have again what gottrampled in the dust, we can have the two ofus, back again, just like way back when, andI've seen enough curtain calls, and ungracefultrip-and-falls, baby, to know, we can comeback from this, it's a chance we can't afford tomiss, either one of us, apart is a minus, andtogether is a real big plus, and these heartshave gone through enough, what we'vetalked about and what we can't discuss,enough to prove not just tender but tough,and if we just take a deep breath and wait,I know that we will both know that it isnever too late.